Track byAretha Franklin
I have heard of a land on the far away strand 'Tis a beautiful home of the soul Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die 'Tis a land where we never grow old Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam We shall be in the sweet by and by Happy praise to the king thru eternity sing 'Tis a land where we never shall die When our work here is done and the life crown is won And out troubles and trials are o'er All our sorrows will end and our voices will blend With the loved ones who've gone on before